In the past, Zhao Kuangyin followed Zhao Pu's suggestion, today, today...

But why did you kill Chai Zongxun? This is what Zhao Kuangyi became mature and secretly operated. Otherwise, there would be danger to Fu Yanqing. Fu Yanqing was in danger, and Zhao Kuangyi would not be well. When Zhao Kuangyi fell, he would be done with him.

My mind is not very useful. With some memories of my previous life, I still can't guess what these big guys think.

After calming down, he said slowly: "Your Majesty is a saint and an elder. Therefore, once Your Majesty goes out, the people will compete to see it. They are not your Majesty, but the elder. The expression flashing in their eyes is respect, admiration, and love."

"Don't flatter, just say it."

"Yes, I will not flatter you, but did Your Majesty do not do anything wrong? Just look at it from the perspective of me, Your Majesty has done a lot of mistakes."

"Tell me what I did wrong?"

"When King Zheng of Zhou was ill, His Majesty gave him preferential treatment, but the scale of the mountain mausoleum is too small, and there are almost no one to guard the mausoleum."

"Bold!" Zhao Pu shouted.

All the other people changed their qualities, Lu Duoxun thought to himself, you kid are too stupid, this is the pot that won’t be opened. Zhao Kuangyin’s face was very calm, and he said, “Zeping, listen to him continue to talk.”

Song Jiu is actually gambling.

This kind of life is very hard to live. I used this to test Zhao Kuangyin's heart. Of course, if you mention it, you will ask for trouble. I said: "For example, if the Sichuan Emperor caused trouble last year, Your Majesty punished me, but why is the crime only for small soldiers? The way of governing the country is to use both kindness and power, and it is too damn good. The ministers are not afraid, and the Sichuan Emperor causes trouble, and the ministers are greedy and ingenious. The country is not a country. If it is too strict and powerful, the soldiers will resent and may mutiny, and the ministers will not do their best. Your Majesty will impose the military and soldiers, but the ministers will not see Your Majesty's imposition of the military and power, or the punishment is too serious and imbalanced. For example, this

All these things are your Majesty who did something wrong. If this is the case, can you say that Your Majesty is a fool? No. Therefore, there is a saying that no one is perfect, and no saint can do it. No matter what is perfect, no matter what is perfect, any decision is done, there is a good side and a bad side. You can only choose the big side and abandon the small side. The country has a history of history. Historical books are the inheritance of civilization, and learn from history. For the ancients of the previous generations, even the Tang and Han ancestors, their strengths must be inherited, and their weaknesses must be abandoned. Even if the strategies of Wu Zetian and Sang Hongyang, their strengths may be acceptable. Therefore, the poor ministers think that they have nothing to do with Emperor Taizong of Tang. If they use their strategies, they cannot see who the strategies are formulated, but whether there is any point in which this strategy can be accepted."

Zhao Kuangyin's forehead.

Zhao Kuangyi showed a hint of appreciation in his eyes beside him, but he passed away in a flash.

Zhao Pu's eyes were a little annoyed.

Song Jiu said again: "As for calligraphy, I want to see someone."

"what?"

"Liu Lie."

"He is my courtier. Don't ask for trouble for him."

"Then I won't see him. The empress used him as an analogy. The court treated him as a parasite and it would be fine to raise him in the capital. But can the court use him as an official? Even if he was like Meng Xuanzhe? No. This person is too slutty. However, this person is useful? Yes, if he was placed in a workshop in Hezhou, he would be a first-class master, and the workshop could give him a high salary of 100 yuan a month."

Zhao Kuangyin finally couldn't help laughing.

"People with skillful hands have the same way of using calligraphy. I heard that the calligraphy of the Southern Tang Dynasty kings is rare in the world. However, is the master of the strong and vigorous person? Is he a good national lord? For example, Yan Zhenqing, the font is plump and powerful but a bit charming. What is the person? What is the martyr of the ages! How can he view his person with calligraphy?"

"Grandpa Zhao said that the people of Qi are the people of Qi. Your Majesty once said that my wealth is rich in the world, not in the golden shoulder carriage. It is very difficult to say that the people of Qi are difficult. However, as the court, we must give the people of the world, including officials, students, people, and craftsmen, more fair opportunities, and national conflicts will not intensify. Only the Song Dynasty can protect it for thousands of years, but in fact it can be transformed into four words." Song Jiu looked around and said loudly: "The world is for the people!"

After saying that, he held up his teeth and retreated.

"The world is for the public..." Zhao Kuangyin's mouth was a little bitter.

After making a move, Song Jiu had to come out again. Zhao Kuangyin said, "Take your shoulders to me."

"This is not good," Song Jiu said embarrassedly.

"It's okay."

Song Jiu slightly lifted his official uniform. He had tender skin, but he had many water conservancy and other projects in Guangnan, and he didn't know how to love the people. Therefore, he set an example many times, causing blood blisters to be pressed on his shoulders and eventually turned into calluses. After arriving in the capital, it slowly dissolved, but it did not disappear. In addition, Zhao Kuangyin said silently: "Okay, you go back."

"Here."

"Lu Duosun, you will draft a book for me. From next year, I will try the copying system of copying. Li Ying and Hou Zhi, you can choose the ones that can be used from the candidates, give them to paper and write them, and test poems. You are examiners, and I will personally read them in the Lecture Hall."

"Here."

"Split up, please."

Song Jiu returned home.

His mentality was the same as that of most ministers. Zhao Kuangyin did not agree with Zhao Pu, so that they could smell an unusual smell. But why did that kill Chai Zongxun? Does the emperor want to suppress Zhao Pu and Zhao Kuangyi together?

Song Jiu couldn't understand.

Wang Huaji is still waiting for Song Jiu at his house.

Song Jiu didn't know what to say, the title of Jinshi was too tempting for the students. He had to say lightly: "Your Majesty has changed the examiner, don't try poetry and essays. Maybe you have another chance."

Wang Huaji left happily.

But Song Jiu was a little confused. What is the connection between writing good poems and being an official? But he didn't care much about Song Jiu. It doesn't matter whether he used poetry, painting, or using classics well. He didn't think that if he did the classics well, he could become a good official.

The one I care most about is Zhao Pu.

I am just standing openly against Zhao Pu. If Zhao Kuangyin still valued Zhao Pu as much as before, he would be very sad. Zhao Pu really wanted to do something, don’t say that I won’t be an official anymore. If you don’t have a chance, I will die.

As Song Jiu continued to be nervous, the examination examination was re-examination. There were nearly 400 candidates in total, and nearly 200 candidates selected the best. As for Wu Jichuan and Liu Rui, who aroused the anger of the students, Zhao Kuangyin personally investigated. Perhaps in Song Jiu's eyes, Zhao Daquan was not good at making plans, and he made major mistakes when using the balance between the two Zhaos. But he was finally a great man with high IQ. Although his family was a little poor when he was a child, his parents were literate. He read many books in the Biemaying in Luoyang. Later, he became the emperor and even failed to put it down.

Zhao Da is now at least better than Zhao Pu in terms of knowledge.

Zhao Dawen asked, Wu and Liu were right. They were originally poor in qualifications and poor in their knowledge, and they were even more nervous when they saw Zhao Kuangyin. Therefore, they responded to the failure. Zhao Kuangyin was angry. He was not asking about water conservancy and economy. Wu Jichuan was a Jinshi, so he asked about suggestions and poetry. Liu Rui was a three-edition subject, and asked about Liu Rui three-edition subject. You should know how many scholars in the world have only won ten Jinshi in a year, including the Five Classics, Kaiyuan Literature, Three-edition, Three-edition, Three Histories. The scholarship, Mingfa, etc., and there were only twenty-eight people together. There were only a few people who failed the third-edition subjects. Those who failed the third-edition may not be talents, but those who passed the exam would not be bad.

At this point, it was concluded that Li Fang must have committed favoritism and fraud.

Therefore, Li Fang and Yang Kefa were demoted.

After Li Ying and Hou Zhi took the exam, he personally read the exam in the Military Academy. Four people in the Five Classics, seven people in the Kaiyuan ceremony, thirty-eight people in the Three Ceremonies, twenty-six people in the Three Genealogies, three Histories, eighteen scholars, five people in the Ming Fa, and a total of twenty-seven people.

It became the second most admitted subject since the founding of the Song Dynasty.

Song Jiu, the other Jinshi, did not pay much attention to it. Wang Huaji was also qualified for the re-examination and was very lucky to finally pass the exam. Zhao Kuangyin looked at the banquet to entertain these new Jinshi and various subjects. Looking at Wang Huaji, he asked strangely: "Wang Qing, are you a student of the academy?"

"Your Majesty, I am the one who is."

"Since I am a college student, why do you come to participate in the examination?"

"Weichen is good at the classics. The academy must take five courses to graduate. It is too difficult for us."

"You mean that academy is more difficult than a Jinshi exam?"

"Not that, the academy trains talents from all aspects, which is not easy to compare. However, if it is fair, the academy is no less than the Jinshi exam."

"Tell me, if you choose a minister, is it better to be a Jinshi or a college student?"

"I dare not answer."

"explain."

Wang Huaji was very nervous and shivered and said, "Your Majesty, I don't know. I read the scriptures and listened to other subjects in the academy. But for me, I don't know what the academy is. It seems that the academy is more practical and comprehensive, but I don't know what exactly it is. It seems, yes..."

“What is it?”

"When the academy was just established, Mr. Jiu, Song Jiu," Wang Huaji changed his words. He was a Jinshi, an authentic disciple of the emperor, and his teacher was the emperor. He could no longer call Mr. Jiu. Of course, it was okay to say privately, saying: "He deliberately avoided some ways of seeking officials, otherwise it would be more perfect."

Zhao Kuangyin went to the academy no less than ten times. After thinking about it, it was indeed the case. It was like painting a dragon. All shapes were drawn. Because there was no finishing touch, it was called an official rather than an official, just like the last stroke, without a point. Think about it again, smiled slightly, and understood Song Jiuliang's hard work, but did not ask again.

When Song Jiu heard the news at home, he asked in surprise: "Did Wang Huaji pass the exam?"

Guo Da nodded.

"This kid," Song Jiu murmured. Jinshi, he knew this history. A Jinshi made him feel a little savory, but he quickly looked normal and said, "Liang'er, prepare a red envelope for me. This is the first Jinshi among my students."

"good."

Pan Lian'er was preparing a red envelope. A guest from the Song family came to Fu Zhaoshou. When he arrived at the living room, Fu Zhaoshou bowed down and gave a big gift. Song Jiu was shocked and said, "Erlang, you want to kill me."

"No, Jiulang, this is the ritual that my third sister asked me to perform on her." Fu Zhaoshou's eyes were a little red.

"Erlang, King Zheng of Zhou was sick. You can only feel sorry for you and cannot have other ideas..." Song Jiu said implicitly.

"Jiulang, everyone used to say that you were brave and forced Wang Quanbin to bet. Facing the Zhe family, he looked calm and I was convinced." At this moment, who dared to mention the three words Chai Zongxun, but Song Jiu mentioned it, and asked Zhao Kuangyin to build a mountain tomb and send additional people to see the tombs. If you don't say it well, it's really a loss of mind.

"Your Majesty is an elder, so I dare to say it."

Fu Zhaoshou obviously disagreed, and even His Majesty didn't want to mention it, interrupted Song Jiu's words and said, "Jiulang, but you are lucky. Zhao Pu is preparing to ask you to inform Hezhou. Fortunately, His Majesty did not agree."
Chapter completed!